Step-by-Step Soul-diers

Like specks of dust upon an arc by light and dark caressed
We forge a path toward a mark etched where Time takes its toll
Until we leave behind this grind that flowers east to west
And weaves with step-by-step discourse the death of all but Soul

The voice of choice sometimes distracts us from life’s Greatest Call
(To love God first and next to love our neighbor as our self)
Where we have this in common; no one knows what will befall
To test time’s step-by-step trailblazers prone to love of pelf

Leviathan-like longing looks a lot like you or me
The One who loves us most pleads ‘come, and I will give you rest’
His Genuine Fulfillment is *The Truth that sets us free
He tunes death’s step-by-step approach with noble, purposed quest

Like specks of dust, yet, each so loved by He who fashioned us
He made us in His image; instilled dust’s mortality
With peace that passes understanding, only if we trust
In He to Whom each step-by-step will lead Ultimately

© Janet Martin